Shuxin Yizhan Zhaoping, it has been tirelessly wandering, always looking for something. There is no direction and purpose, until one day inadvertently leisurely into this time forgotten space, and finally have a sense of belonging to want to fall. There is always a feeling, maybe thousands of years ago, I left a soul, a soul in this can not bear to disperse, calling for their own return. Today, I come back. We live in this old residence of hundreds of years. In the hall, we can listen to the wind, watch the moon in the patio, listen to the lute language against the fence, and watch the countless passers-by in front of the door. Inadvertently, we will think of many, and there will always be a faint smile on our lips. Looking at the drizzle falling like silk and listening to the pattering of rain from the eaves on the banana leaves, I really think I have gone to a place I have never known before\ r
There's no point in time here. We have endless sunny days here.